Forbidden Love

Chapter 36

"Come on then pet," he purred, signalling me to the door.

"I'm not going anywhere with you." He waved his head from side to side, the whole time his malignant smile never subsided.

"Oh you better, if you value your life."

"What kind of life is this?" I asked rhetorically, throwing my hands up. The wooden floorboards were creaking underneath his feet. "I'm not playing games with you girl, now come on."

The spot where Rose had been shying away in the corner was now empty. She was standing in front of me as he approached. "Rosy, step aside." She stood firm.

"You're not taking away another girls virtue."

"Don't kid yourself. She's probably been at it with your kid brother, both like rabbits." Her face reddened.

"Don't talk about my brother. I'm not letting you hurt someone else he loves."

The smile on his face disappeared. "I'm not going to be told what I can and can't do by a filthy whore like you."

"You should be telling that to your sister." I said uncontrollably. He went for me almost immediately. As Rose moved to cover me, he knocked her out of the way with the back of his hand. Grabbing me by the hair I winced as he bent down to her. "You'd better do as you're told next time."

"No! Stop!" She cried as I was taken out of the room. Somehow I could not see a way out of this. His house quite surprisingly was impeccable...

It was decorated to a standard extent; white walls, laminate brown floor, even simpler basic furnishings. He pulled me through his kitchen and living room right up the stairs. I began to get panicky again yet I couldn't pull away, he still had a hold of a lump of my hair. I was launched into a bedroom, and fell straight to the floor.

"Now we are going to pick up from where we left off." Veins were popping out of his neck, his face as red as a stoplight, although this time he was going to go for it. My legs were paralysed. Time stood still. My eyes darted around the room, to him and to my escape exit. The air left the room a long time ago, I was suffocating. He began undoing his jeans. No, I can't let this happen. I won't. I couldn't fight him. He was too strong. I need to get out. I need to call the police. Now. I tilted my head anxiously towards my escape route, here goes....